[Of all the things Kratos is preparing himself to hear, this isn't one that had occurred to him. He doesn't respond at first, because he's busy letting the news sink in, and then figuring out what it means. Let alone why Yuan would find it cause to be happy.]

I ... see.

[Kratos stands there for a few moments longer, brow slightly furrowed; then he tips his head.]

Are you -- offering to let me apply for citizenship?

[Just. To be clear, here. The words are carefully chosen; surely they wouldn't just grant citizenship to any Tethe'allan who asks, and surely it would need to be done with the approval of the owners.]